It’s Actually Not Easy Wanting to be a Supporting Male Lead

Chapter 4: The first world (4)

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As a qualified male supporting role, in order to save half of the missions that are about to fail, Sui Yuan can be said to have worked hard.

He tried his best to create an encounter between the hero and the heroine, but it's a pity that Sui Yuan automatically enters the role of affectionate and arrogant when he sees the heroine, while the other Qin Zheng is upright and upright, and he doesn't watch "Friend's Wife" much. With just one glance, he was eager to offer advice and suggestions to win the beauty's heart, which made Sui Yuan miserable.

In this mission, Sui Yuan learned a lesson. If the hero is this kind of gentleman, then he must not show interest in the heroine earlier than the hero, otherwise, the plot will never come back...

Without Fan Caiyao, the destined heroine, Qin Zheng naturally has no interest in the other delicate ladies in Beijing. After the blind date ended, the relaxed Qin Zheng returned to the days when he was inseparable from Sui Yuan. Going shopping together, hunting, reading, reading, being carefree, of course, the most important thing is, watching him chase after the heroine...

As a qualified male lead, the heroine can only be a flower in the mirror, hopeful but unattainable, even if everyone around him can see that he has a crush on the female lead, even if there is no better choice for the heroine And the heroine is also slightly attracted to him, Sui Yuan still insists on his rhetoric of "I wouldn't like such a rude woman!", it's so arrogant that it's outrageous!

... And who can understand the sadness in his heart

Regarding the situation where Sui Yuan's first mission failed halfway, all 5237 can do is to comfort him to continue his efforts, and then let it go. After all, it is not easy to meet such a companion who is very conscious of being a male supporting role... Although this very self-conscious male supporting role dismantled the official supporting role very quickly, but looking at his self-blaming appearance, it is really unbearable to blame.

... 5237 felt that he was too sad!

Time flies, the days when the hero and the heroine got to know each other and then got married passed away while Sui Yuan and Qin Zheng were good friends. The nomads in the Northwest invaded again, and Qin Zheng was called back to the army. , Sui Yuan bid him farewell, and 5237 circled around him, mournfully chanting "This is the role of the heroine", and the rest of the voice lingered for three days.

"I don't know when we will see each other again after this farewell." Qin Zheng looked deeply at Sui Yuan, raised his hand to stroke his long hair, "Play me a song to say goodbye, how about it?"

Sui Yuan silently looked back at him, then nodded silently.

The attendants beside him put the guqin on the stand, Sui Yuan sat on the floor, his bright red robes were still spread on the ground, like roses in full bloom, his slender hands brushed the strings lightly, his long eyelashes drooped, blocking the dark phoenix eyes , and asked 5237 inwardly what song he should play according to the plot.

"According to the original development, the heroine should play "Farewell at the Changting Pavilion", which is an adapted Guqin piece that Cui Yingying gave Zhang Sheng, but..." Before 5237 finished speaking, Sui Yuan had already plucked the strings , the sound of the piano is lingering and resentful, full of painful nostalgia for the parting of the lover.

5237 silently turned his body to the side again, and swallowed back the second half of the sentence "But this is a farewell song between lovers and husbands, it's not suitable for you and Qin Zheng" mixed with his blood and tears.

—It's just impossible to live this day!

Qin Zheng looked down at Sui Yuan, who was playing the piano with his head hanging down beside him. His original firm eyes were stained with confusion and melancholy. He walked slowly behind Sui Yuan, half-kneeled down, and pulled him deep from behind. embraced deeply.

Sui Yuan's movements paused, and he played a few wrong notes in an instant. However, he was very dedicated and quickly regained his composure. He didn't look back, and didn't speak, but just played his own tune seriously.

Qin Zheng's embrace was hot and strong, he buried his head in the crook of Sui Yuan's neck, took a deep breath, the hot air he exhaled made Sui Yuan feel a little awkward, and his ears turned red involuntarily. Qin Zheng closed his eyes, turned his head and gently kissed Sui Yuan's neck.

Following the word "precious" in a whisper, Qin Zheng suddenly stood up, strode down the stairs of the long pavilion, and came to the side of his snow-white horse.

The soldiers returning to the army with him had already kicked their horses and were ready. Qin Zheng turned on the horse and clamped his legs. Inside the long pavilion, Sui Yuan played the lingering farewell song with his face lowered.

Following Qin Zheng's actions, the rest of the cavalry also quickly urged their horses to catch up, until they were dozens of miles away from the long pavilion, it seemed that they could still vaguely hear the melancholy, full of love and nostalgia.

The horseshoes of "Dede" gradually receded, the ten-mile long pavilion finally returned to its former tranquility, and Sui Yuan's qin music also came to an end.

Raising his head, Sui Yuan looked at the direction Qin Zheng was leaving, but suddenly heard soft sobbing from behind him.

Sui Yuan turned his head in a little bewilderment, and saw his two maids covering their lips with their hands, weeping unceasingly, eyes full of sympathy and pity looking at him, and the rest of the servants were also red. All eyes were closed, and everyone was mourning, as if they were the ones who sent their family members away.

"...Why are you crying?" Sui Yuan stood up, his posture still upright, but without Qin Zheng, Fan Caiyao and other important plot characters, he was a little too lazy to make a standard expression, and looked a little numb, like a strong man after falling in love. For perseverance.

"... General Qin will definitely come back, he will definitely come back safely, so... please take care of yourself..." one of the maids sobbed softly, and the remaining one hurriedly put his cloak on Sui Yuan's shoulders, as if he was afraid that he would be too sad and his body would be damaged, and he would not be able to withstand the cooling autumn wind.

Sui Yuan was a little speechless, although he probably understood that they were afraid that they would be sad because of Qin Zheng's departure, but he really couldn't understand why it was such a trivial matter that made them so emotional. Fortunately, Sui Yuan is not someone who is overly curious, and he didn't bother to ask after he couldn't understand, but just nodded slightly: "Naturally, he let me cherish it."

This sentence caused the two maids to feel even more emotional, no matter how hard they were, tears filled their eyelashes.

After seeing off Qin Zheng, the male protagonist, Sui Yuan's life has returned to the beauty of eating, drinking, drinking, and having fun, but he really doesn't want to go too far and embrace the female protagonist as a male supporting role—this will Let him give a bad review at the end-so he simply reduced his contact with the heroine, so as not to accidentally marry Qing Mo.

A year later, Fan Caiyao, the daughter of the Ministry of Punishment, married the legitimate son of the Minister of Rites who was well-matched under the order of her parents and the words of the matchmaker. Before marriage, Fan Caiyao went to the temple with her mother to pay tribute to her wish, and wished for a happy and happy life after marriage. It happened that in the backyard of the Zen temple, she met Sui Yuan who came to eat vegetarian food to satisfy her appetite.

In the backyard of the Zen temple, peach blossoms were in full bloom. Sui Yuan, who was dressed in red, was lazy and charming, several times more gorgeous than peach blossoms, and Fan Caiyao's eyes were slightly astringent.

"...I didn't expect to see you here and now." Fan Caiyao smiled, with a sense of melancholy and loss in her generous attitude, and a sense of relief.

"..." Sui Yuan remained silent. He was trying to restrain his habitual attitude of admiration after meeting Fan Caiyao, and he really didn't know how to respond to his lines in this situation... Although the original heroine was marrying Qin Zheng Before, there was indeed a plot where Sui Yuan met in the backyard of the Zen temple, but there is no way to apply it to this situation!

"... Are you too lazy to talk to me anymore? Now that you know that I'm not your true love?" Fan Caiyao shook her head and chuckled, "You... are still so arrogant, be careful that such an attitude will ruin your true love. People push away."

"..." Sui Yuan remained silent, this time he couldn't keep up with Fan Caiyao's train of thought.

"For the sake of my friends, I wish you well." Fan Caiyao turned her head, eyes full of warm encouragement, "Although this road is difficult, most people in this era are unwilling to accept it—even in a few days It will be difficult for future generations to accept it a hundred years later, but I still hope that you can get what you want and be happy."

Sui Yuan opened his mouth, even though he still couldn't keep up with his train of thought, at least he understood that the other party was blessing him.

... Since it is a blessing, should we thank you from an etiquette point of view? Sui Yuan pursed his lips and nodded lightly: "Thank you."

Fan Caiyao laughed, turned around and waved at Sui Yuan, then walked away, leaving Sui Yuan staring at her back, as if recalling something...

Qin Zheng, who was far away at the border, held the secret report from the capital, gently stroked the words "Prince Anhe" written on it, and slightly furrowed his eyebrows.

"Fan Caiyao, the daughter of the Ministry of Justice, married Li Mo, the son of the Minister of Rites. On March 27, she met Prince Anhe in the back garden of Guangyuan Temple. Prince Anhe said frankly that he still has a deep affection for you and will never forget it..."